Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

The candlelight in the room seemed to be affected by the waves, flickering, and the sound of a child mumbling and smacking his lips could be heard. Wangshu moved his numb body, "Hmm!" The child over there seemed to turn over. The man helped the little woman lean against the mirror, dragged the back of a stool for her to rest her legs on, picked up pajamas from the ground and wrapped her up casually, went back to bed to change his son's diaper, and coaxed him to sleep.

He went out to fetch hot water, and came back to hug the woman, "Shushu, are you cold?" Water dripped on the table. With her and him, he couldn't take care of them due to the special situation, so when washing up, he pressed his hands on her belly and washed carefully. Wangshu leaned on the edge of the bucket and stared at her messy hands, his legs limp as if they were noodles. "Goodbye..."

"Shushu, I want more." The man let go of her hand and leaned over from behind to support her waist. Wangshu was so tired that he just wanted to sleep. "Tomorrow, I'm so tired."

"Tomorrow I'll be from behind..." Qin Xiuyuan held her and rocked her gently, ripples forming on the water. Wangshu smiled and followed him gently, "Alas, a married woman must obey her husband. But it's a mess everywhere."

There are also traces of the crime scene.

"I'll clean up. You go to bed first." Not taking the saying that a woman should obey her husband seriously, the man readily followed the advice.

Watching Xiao Qin happily working his shift, Wangshu asked him, "Aren't you tired of it?" After asking, he thought about it and realized that he wasn't tired of it. During the period leading up to labor, hormones were acting up, and even on the day of dilation, she would bite him when she suddenly felt the urge to do so. Others would be in excruciating pain and suffer through dilation and childbirth, but she had dilated her penis to play with a man...

Shame to death!

The man happened to be standing outside the tub, bending over to give her a bath. When she turned around, that day reappeared in her mind, naked and ready to take action.

She turned her head and took a look at her rosy cheeks. Qin Xiuyuan understood what he meant and slowly squeezed the milk out of her. While she was taking a breath, he brought some milk to her. The little woman had a shallow throat, so he just took a sip.

The man rinsed her mouth again, wrapped her in a nightgown, and held her in his arms to coax her to sleep.

The next day, Qin Xiuyuan took his daughter and son to the side hall for breakfast on time, "Father-in-law, mother-in-law."

The uncle and aunt, dressed in their homely robes, nodded, one calling out their grandson, the other entertaining their granddaughter. They were accustomed to their eldest daughter's constant absence; in terms of family status, the son-in-law had to sit behind her, and there was always hot food on the stove for her.

Moreover, the son-in-law always wore a high-collared robe and did not braid his hair. He only tied the hair on the top of his head into a bun and let it hang down on the sides... This was usually to cover up the evidence of excessive love, and the two elders knew it.

The two little ones had to eat on their own. The younger sister's hands were unsteady, and she held the small wooden spoon at an offset angle, only scooping half a spoonful of fish and rice paste. She wobbled it to her mouth, pouring it all the way, and finally her mouth was full of it. She stretched out her little tongue to lick the edge of her mouth. This was the result of her hard work.

Adults must have great patience and endurance. They cannot feed or wipe the baby. They can only hold the baby's hand and adjust the angle, "Come, slowly, open your mouth, be good."

The brother, who had already eaten his fill and had just finished a glass of milk, was so happy looking at his sister that he wanted to turn around and run away. Someone was quick to grab the back of his collar and said, "Dabao, wait until your sister is full. Mom is still sleeping, don't disturb her. Daddy will take you out."

The fat man leaned on his father's thigh in anticipation, watching his sister move slowly, and said anxiously: "Sister, hurry up!"

"Guoguo~" Erbao quickened the action of licking her lips, which made her so cute that her father stroked her forehead. Then he remembered the family motto that prohibited yelling in disappointment and anger in front of the baby, so he quickly adjusted his expression and gave his daughter a thumbs up. "Be good, hold it steady, slowly, open your mouth, you're awesome!" The general who had fought on the battlefield encouraged his daughter again and again with his son as if he was holding a candy in his mouth.

After breakfast, the cat's face and the neck of her clothes were all covered with paste. Her father carried her into the side room, wiped her clean and changed her into flowery clothes, pants and new shoes. Seeing that his daughter was as delicate and tender as her mother, he felt even happier. He tied a small bun on his daughter's head and took the fat man around twice, holding one in each hand and talking to her left and right, making the baby giggle.

When Wangshu woke up and learned that his children had followed their father to the military camp, he shook his head. "Following their mother, who farms and runs an inn, they're going to play in the mud and sleep in the inn. Following their father, a warrior who wields swords and spears, they're going to see real weapons."

She chose a light green, wide-sleeved gown. Seeing people shaking their heads, Xiaoqing opted for a double-wrapped, curved hem that wrapped tightly around her chest, and held her breath. The curved hem was too restrictive on her figure; it was too tight and stuffy, and it felt bulging and inappropriate. Finally, she switched back to a long gown with wide sleeves and a narrow waist.

Xiaoqing's eyes were filled with traces of the intense love they had in the boudoir. The recent conflict between Madam and Old Lady Ji was no secret. Seeing her belly covered in handprints and marks of pressure on acupoints, Xiaoqing understood the couple's feelings. While braiding someone's hair, her hands were nimble, and she lowered her head and said, "Madam, if you don't intend to conceive, you mustn't leave it there. Pressing the belly isn't very effective."

I want my son to inherit my father's business. Wangshu is not deceiving me:... cough cough, "I know." There was an emergency at that time and it was not easy to say it out loud.

If you don't let the maid do it, you will be too exhausted. If you ask someone to help, it will only leave traces and it will be difficult to deal with.

At night, Qin Xiuyuan began his personal journey to experience the ever-changing beautiful fairies.

The little goblin with a slumped waist was wearing various tight long and short skirts, appearing and disappearing. The general's horn shook the four directions. Although she was brave enough, she was... not enough.

The man was a little discouraged as he hugged the woman who was wearing a miniskirt that was covering her hips and revealing her bottom. "I was attracted by her as soon as I saw her..." He couldn't think at all. It was just a lot of noise but little action. He had been very discouraged for a few days.

But Wangshu was a little unhappy because he was not good at it and said, "Just follow the original method! I feel uncomfortable at the back." He hit it too hard.

"Come again. Don't be so awkward." The man, whose nose was bleeding from watching someone swaying their hips and waist, begged his wife with a red face not to perform so hard. Wangshu had no choice but to teach him step by step, making it easier. He held onto the wardrobe and started with the less visually impactful ones. He called him softly, "General, muah."

The man, who had been frustrated by his own failure, now discovered a new world. He displayed his virility every night, even making a wide, low stool. He used various tricks to coax the women standing on it to the doors, windows, mirror cabinets, and even bedposts. Slowly, he made them bend slightly, and the more they bent, the more pleasure they felt.

On the first day of November, the battle report from Bazhou arrived.

At that time, Wangshu and Ji Shou were checking the accounts at the inn when they suddenly heard a burst of dense horse hooves and faint cheers and cries of children. The law prohibited cattle, horses, and donkeys from rushing on the streets, and everyone obeyed it.

"This season's lotus stems..." Wangshu paused, resting his hand on the account book and falling silent. Few people dare to do this, and even fewer have the reason to do so.

Xiaoqing looked back and saw that it was indeed the general.

Speak of the devil, and here he is. Qin Xiuyuan, holding a baby in each hand, strode into the private room. He didn't shy away from Ji Shou and Xiao Qing, who were busy paying their respects. He approached Wangshu and hurriedly embraced him, "The war has begun in Bazhou. I must lead my troops there immediately. Shushu, I'm going to trouble you again!"